SECTION NINE: Alecto Carrow, Vogg Naemsson, Amelia Bones, Zac Smith, Luna Lovegood, Megan Jones, Anthony Goldstein, Molly Weasley, Remus Lupin
WHO: Zacharias Smith and Open to anyone from Section 9 WHAT: Zac is working out, but he'll stop when/if someone shows up. WHERE: The castle, the Great Hall. WHEN: Friday night/Saturday morning 3:00 AM
This was so frustrating. Zacharias hated everything about this stupid castle, and everything about this stupid village. In fact, he hated it more now than he ever did before. Sure he was lonely before, but at least then he still had Ernie Mac, Jasper, Hannah, Draco. Whoever. He chose to me alone. Now, he was just plain alone. And not by choice. Megan was wonderful, but he hated having to share her with Anthony, and once he realized that Anthony would indeed take up so much of her time, he decided to back off. Just like he did with just about everyone else in his life. Zacharias wasn't the type to hang on to a lot. People, things, memories. The few times he did hang on, he seemed to dwell. Dwelling never led to anything good.
He was dwelling this morning. He couldn't sleep because of it, and when he had had enough, he kicked off his covers. Zacharias walked aimlessly around the castle. It looked just like Hogwarts did, and that fact quite honestly terrified him. He had never wanted to return there after he fled, yet here he was. Sort of. Somehow he found himself in the Great Hall, and as tired as he was, he was also restless. A moment later, he conjured up a rope that was anchored to the ceiling, and exercise equipment that had weights. If there was anything that Zacharias could count on, it was how clear his mind would be after a good work out.